One Night Of Regret Novels & Stories

"If you don't wake up, I'll come down and be with you." As he was rushing out, I called out, "Lorenzo, I'm giving you one last chance. If you walk out that door today, we're done forever!" He paused but did not turn back. After a while, I walked over to the window and saw a black car driving off into the night. I grabbed my suitcase, closed the door, and left. The unrequited love was finally over.

No amount of punishment on Janice could ever undo the pain she had caused me. Even if I were reborn, I would never accept their repentance. In less than a week, Janice completely broke down. Disheveled and filthy, she hid in a corner and suddenly realized something. I was dead. As long as she lowered her head and admitted to her faults, as long as she could earn Jasper and Casey's forgiveness, she still had a chance. If she survived long enough, some power and resources would still be hers. So, she knelt before Casey and Jasper. "Jasper, Casey, I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have hurt Lisa. I didn't mean to, I just felt so insecure. I grew up without parents and cared about you two so much.

"Aurora! I told Damian I wanted to apologize, and I can't believe he brought you here. I know I was wrong that day. Will you forgive me?" I looked at Damian, but he just kept flipping through the auction catalog in silence. So that was the real reason for this trip. So Clara could apologize. The whole “clearing my head” excuse had just been a cover. I felt empty inside, as if something inside me had been hollowed out, but I didn't even have any tears left to cry. Clara reached for my hand, her eyes full of regret. "I really didn't mean to hurt you. I was just so excited. After being away so long, it's nice seeing everyone again, and I can't help but feel happy about it."

Adrian gets up and starts leaving. He can feel the weight of her words echoing in his mind. The bitterness in her voice cuts deep. “People forget after committing mistakes, but they definitely get the fruits of their deeds; I see only regrets in your fate.” she screamed. He knows she's right. As Adrian walks away, he can't shake off the feeling of guilt and regret that now consumes him. He knows he has hurt her deeply, and the consequences of his actions are now staring him in the face. The harsh reality of his mistakes hits him like a ton of bricks, and he realizes that he may never be able to make things right again. The words of the woman he once loved haunt him as he walks away, knowing

It was the least I could do. Morning came too quickly. It wasn't really a sleepy night because I couldn't get any sleep at all I kept thinking and tossing on my bed all night. I rubbed my eyes and swung my legs over the side of the bed. The events of yesterday played on a loop in my mind, and a wave of regret washed over me. I couldn’t believe I had let things get this bad. Tamara's sight on the bed a bitter reminder of my mistakes.

“Good evening. Do you need anything?” Sweet, simple, sincere words that he took for granted. All wasted. “Hannah,” he mumbles as he unknowingly cries. “Where are you?” “Please, come back to me.” He wishes sincerely. Sleepless and in despair, he kept tossing in his bed. The regret is killing him. He has a perfect life, the company is excelling. He has a loving, caring wife, and an adorable daughter but fails to see them and now they are gone.

“I can't. Don't you understand? I can't stay away from you…” “Why not?! You have a mate. You're my father's friend. You're my mate's father. Don't you realize how sick this is?” “No.” Her scent was killing me. I wanna fuck her. I wanna own her. Those were my thoughts, so I was barely listening to her outburst. Not until she got my full attention the hard way. “I regret that night. I regret everything. If I should take back the hands of time to that night, I'd never get close to you. Do you understand that?”

“I'll fetch you when I'm back from work. Rest up, we're going to have a passion filled wedding night.” Nausea choked me at the thought of a passion filled anything with Greg. I gagged and was suddenly grateful that I'd had nothing to eat. At least there was nothing to throw up. Needless to say, I didn't rest well. I spent a few moments shouting, hoping that Greg's grandmother would hear me and come to my aid - no such luck. I then spent the rest of the afternoon plunged into the depths of my regrets. And then darkness fell, and the room became so dark that I could barely see my hand in front of my face.

Gavin and I had been married for almost a year, but he always treated me rudely. I looked at the door, still closed as before. Maybe tonight Gavin would come home late as usual. The water on my face turned sad at the thought of the fact that tonight would pass in vain. Okay, I'm okay. Everything will be fine. Even tonight will probably be the same as the previous night; you don't have to be sad. I tried to strengthen myself. Fifteen minutes passed; I turned off the light and decided to sleep on the bed after the room lights were turned off. The 7X9 room was completely dark, apart from a little light source from the window vent.

Even though it was beyond midnight, sleep seemed like a far-off dream, too far away for someone whose life was on the verge of disintegration. Damien's remarks taunted me one night as they replayed in my head. No, I had replied. Even though I had convinced myself that a guy like him could only make matters worse, the image of his gaze and the feel of his palm continued to gnaw at me like an unshed tear. I ought to have been working on the current issue. The one decision I chose not to make instead tormented me—temptation resisted but not forgotten.